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Jan 2014
You lay down with dogs,
You've got the worst flees
I lied down with you
Now there's dirt on my knees
I keep having dreams
With you in the rafters
And nightmares that maybe
I can't end our chapter
I keep seeing bikes
With boys on the top
And the lips in my hair
Say "you love him a lot"
Calli Kirra
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Calli Kirra  23/Los Angeles/London
(23/Los Angeles/London)   
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